I just finished my third book, Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt, which is one I've been putting off finishing for some time now. I enjoyed this one a lot, the writing style was completely erratic, but in a good way. It's an autobiographical narrative by McCourt, detailing his brief life in America, and then his childhood through his teenage years in Ireland. It revolves heavily around his family life (which is very interesting), his school days and I liked how it details just how devoutly religious the Irish were (are still?). I found it to be very funny, even at times it shouldn't have been (spitting out the lord - literally?), but very sad as well. His family life is especially heartbreaking, but like anyone else's, it's not all bad. Read it. I think you'll enjoy it.
Up next, another one I should have read in high school that I never did: 1984.
Will
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